We democrats and MAGAS keep fighting each other mostly over the border as the MAGAS know that it's the one game they have to potentially win. Our side keeps lamenting our history and so on not realizing that the very nation is in transit to an autocracy. It's real, friends.
I'm reminded of lyrics in an old Bob Dylan song and I admit the a…
We democrats and MAGAS keep fighting each other mostly over the border as the MAGAS know that it's the one game they have to potentially win. Our side keeps lamenting our history and so on not realizing that the very nation is in transit to an autocracy. It's real, friends.
I'm reminded of lyrics in an old Bob Dylan song and I admit the analogy is a stretch but we are fighting the wrong fight.
"Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot, fighting in the captain's tower
While Calypso sailors laugh at them
And fishermen hold flowers.
Between the windows of the sea where lovely mermaids go.
And no one has to think too much
About Desolation Row."
We insist on fighting each other all the while taking our eyes off the ball and the ball is not rolling in our favor.
As I road home from Nashville on one August day in 2019, lyrics began repeating in my head and I knew I had to pull over and write them down or lose them forever. The lines: "There are good people and bad ones wherever you go... Just seems like the bad ones are stealing the show."
We democrats and MAGAS keep fighting each other mostly over the border as the MAGAS know that it's the one game they have to potentially win. Our side keeps lamenting our history and so on not realizing that the very nation is in transit to an autocracy. It's real, friends.
I'm reminded of lyrics in an old Bob Dylan song and I admit the analogy is a stretch but we are fighting the wrong fight.
"Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot, fighting in the captain's tower
While Calypso sailors laugh at them
And fishermen hold flowers.
Between the windows of the sea where lovely mermaids go.
And no one has to think too much
About Desolation Row."
We insist on fighting each other all the while taking our eyes off the ball and the ball is not rolling in our favor.
As I road home from Nashville on one August day in 2019, lyrics began repeating in my head and I knew I had to pull over and write them down or lose them forever. The lines: "There are good people and bad ones wherever you go... Just seems like the bad ones are stealing the show."
Please enjoy my song. billkatz@substack.com https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vYtTGIzb7OA And let's please understand the poison that the MAGAS are putting in our way.